"Stop!" A man's uncompromising voice sounded from behind.
Like a talisman, Xiong Miao's footsteps stopped suddenly, and she felt the sharp and cold gaze behind her, piercing her back like a substance, and her breathing slowed down.
The man walked in front of her with calm and elegant steps, every step was cold and oppressive.
The tall figure enveloped her completely.
Xiong Miao had nowhere to hide, but if she acted flustered, wouldn't that prove that she was looking for a necklace just now?
She raised her eyes, forced herself to look into his deep and sharp black eyes, grinned, and raised a seemingly bright but guilty smile: "Young Master Zhan, what else do you want?"
Zhan Yeling stared at her fake smile with a slightly cold expression.
"Butler Li!" he said in a deep voice.
"Yes, young master, I'm here." Hearing his name, Steward Li came over respectfully, fearing that if he was a second late, he would anger the young master.
But when he saw what Zhan Yeling was holding, the respectful smile on his face still froze.
"Master, I originally kept this necklace in my room. I don't know why I ran out." It was something Zhan Yeling gave him. He didn't keep it properly, and was caught by Master Zhan.
Butler Li hurriedly finished his explanation, trembling, not daring to look at Young Master Zhan's face.
The air pressure was terribly low.
Xiong Miao's grin just now turned into a dry smile.
"I picked it up at the door of Butler Li's room. I'm going to return it. I haven't found a chance yet." Xiong Miao tried hard to keep calm, and Zhan Yeling must not let Zhan Yeling find out that the necklace went to Zhan Zi again. Feng showed his face there.
Otherwise, with his grievances with Zhan Zifeng and his desire to take revenge on Zhan Zifeng.
He will vent all his anger on her.
She didn't want to be tortured by him again.
After the round last night, she could barely get out of bed in the morning.
"You went to Butler Li's room?" Zhan Yeling's eyes became colder and colder.
"No..." Butler Li was so frightened that his legs began to tremble.
Xiong Miao's eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something.
Quickly explained: "The day before yesterday wasn't Saturday. I played peek-a-boo with Little Six, and Qianqian hid in Butler Li's room. Later, he came out by himself. I went to pick him up at the door, and saw the necklace that fell on the floor. , and picked it up."
"Two days, isn't it enough to go back?" Hearing her explanation, the coldness in Zhan Yeling's eyes was not so oppressive, but the sound at the end was frightening.
He just saw through her mind nakedly and induced her to do it honestly.
"Didn't I forget it in a hurry? I just remembered and I was going to return it. Didn't you pick it up?" Xiong Miao explained in a natural and relaxed manner on the surface, but was panicked inside.
Facing Zhan Yeling, she was always under too much pressure.
The innate sense of oppression in his body is always challenging her inner strength.
"Since you don't want it, then destroy it." Zhan Yeling couldn't say anything, stepped forward, grabbed her cold little hand, and put the necklace in her hand.
The cold temperature of the metal is comparable to the cool temperature of her palm.
Xiong Miao held the necklace with a heavy heart.
Zhan Zifeng asked her to throw it away, which meant that the matter had turned over.
This chain has also lost its value.
Destroy it. Destroy it.